Chapter 3374: Want to Cut Hands

"Chen Jiu, just ask for blessings. Don't blame me for leading someone to plot against you. Who told you to do that to me last time!" He stared at the red mist resentfully. It's her intention, but she didn't expose him.

The golden figure gradually disappeared, and he moved forward cautiously, don't be careless, in fact, he is also very afraid of Chen Jiu's strength!

"This kid can even kill Xiaotian, so he must not be weaker than me, but if he sneaks up first, it's not like he has a chance. As long as he can get the favor of the saint, it's worth the effort!" Man said He is a member of the silver evil at all, and when he thinks of the delicate body of the saint, he is completely infatuated.

"Saint, just wait, I will make you kneel in front of me and enjoy your tenderness to the fullest..." Man Chong couldn't wait to start the marriage.

'咻咻...' After walking through it for a while, unfortunately, the fog was getting thicker, but Chen Jiu still couldn't be seen, which made Man Chong feel a little anxious, "If it wasn't for sneak attacking this kid, where would I be?" Do you have the time to waste time with him? If you have this little time, why not climb on the belly of the saint and enjoy it for a while longer!"

Well, daydreams are really daring to do, full of curses and resentment, continue to move forward.

'Boom! ’ The dense red mist gradually rolled up, which made Man Chong's face gradually turn red, but he didn't notice it himself.

People who are originally Yinxie have almost no resistance to the erosion of the way of joy.

"Saint, why did you come here suddenly?" The surprised front was always a little unbelievable.

"Manchu, I've been waiting for you for a long time, but I can't wait for you. I'm scared all by myself, so I came here to look for you. You don't blame him, do you?"

"Ah, don't blame me, why would I blame you, saint, you are so beautiful!" When Man Chong had seen such a face of a saint, he was immediately infatuated.

"Really? Does Master Manchu like him?" The saint gave another charming look.

"I like it, of course I like it!" He was so greedy that he looked like he wanted to go up and take two bites immediately.

"Then why do you like him, what are you talking about!" The saint actually acted like a baby, is this still her?

"I will satisfy all your requirements and enrich your body..." Man Chong then said brazenly.

"Bad guy, why don't you hurry over here..." The saintess scolded,

There was a sense of impatience.

"Saint, can I really do it?" Man Chong really felt like he was dreaming at this moment.

"Of course it's fine. Their hands are very beautiful. Do you want them to give you a beautiful hand..." The saint then showed her hands, and actually grabbed Man Chong's vitals in person.

"Ah, I..." Rao Manchu is a generation of demon generals, but as a man's weakness is caught by a beauty, he has to restrain himself even if he has great prestige.

"Is it comfortable?" The saint smiled triumphantly and asked for credit.

"Comfortable, saint, you..." Full of enjoyment, still a little puzzled.

"Don't ask anything, just enjoy it!" The saint smiled sweetly, and immediately dispelled any doubts that Manchu had, he didn't want to spoil the fun at this time.

Damn, what a saint, she is clearly a slut, how can I fuck you to the point of begging for mercy later, little bitch, you really know how to pretend!

Outside the red mist, the saintess who waited left and right and saw no movement, finally couldn't help it, "What's the matter with this full charge? You won't get lost in it for a long time, right? What a stick, I can't wait here for him all the time." Bar?"

No way, the saint hesitated for a moment, but with courage, she stepped into the red mist again. She should be more careful, she should not be robbed like last time, and besides, she has shoes on her feet, then What else can a smelly man do?

After all, it was the second time. The saint who had experience once was incomparable to that full of demons. She quickly came to the center point. Once again, the figure that made her grit her teeth with hatred, by I couldn't help being stunned again, "He... why is he doing this again, what a nasty lunatic!"

Some things are easy to be addicted to, especially those like Chen Jiu. When he was practicing the Dao of Joy, he was already unbearable. After the first outbreak, he couldn't bear it the second time.

Anyway, there was no one else, so Chen Jiu didn't have to hide anything, he started to solve it on his own, and fantasized again and again, "It would be great if Yanan could still have a pair of jade feet like last time!"

"Bastard!" Hearing this, the saint immediately blushed with shame, wishing to scream out, this guy is too shameless, one time is not enough, and he wants to do it a second time, it's too beautiful Alright, I have already put on my shoes, what else can the fog do?

'Boom! 'Suddenly, a burst of red mist gathered, which shocked the saint on the spot, but it was too late to react, and she was forced to find that she was restrained again, "Damn, why is this again, but I'm not afraid of you this time!"

Although the saint was trapped, she seemed to be a woman in a chaste cloak, she was not afraid of being violated by a man, and she was triumphant.

"Hey, Yanan, did you hear my voice? Such tender little hands, Yanan, you are so kind to me!" As Chen Jiu's voice sounded, the saint's whole face immediately changed It turned into a liver color, and that little bit of complacency completely disappeared.

"She can't talk about her hands, can she?" The saint was terrified, she prayed to the heaven, but the final result was still unbearable for her, because she could feel her little hand, which was quickly grasped by a man.

At this moment, what good can there be to be caught by a man? After a while of contact that made her goose bumps, the saint found desperately that she was forced to grasp a fact that she least wanted to admit!

"It's so big, I can't hold it..." At the beginning, the saint was a little uncomfortable, and her little hands trembled slightly, but when she found that she couldn't escape, she simply increased her strength to retaliate against this person. Men's blasphemy "I'll catch you, I'll crush you to death!"

Annoyed and ashamed, the saint found that her strength was still too weak, and she was not able to crush this man, and in the end, she was drenched by him, almost wanting to cut her hand.

"Damn it, bastard, how did it become like this, that trash full of demons?" The saint shouted in her heart, but to no avail, she was sent out of the red mist mercilessly, her face blushing very red, "How could there be such a thing?" A feeling of wanting to swallow it?"

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